Blood Draw Hit Nerve Novels & Stories

“C-Can I not… do the blood test…?” “This is Grandma’s order, Tina.” Samuel pressed Tina down on the chair impatiently. “Or do you like it more when I’m the one drawing blood from you?” If a doctor were to tend to Tina, it would be a normal blood-drawing procedure. But if Samuel was the one doing it, then she would most likely suffer a lot. In the end, Tina finally cooperated with the doctor and had her blood drawn. Her complexion still pale, she stood up from the chair with wobbly knees before collapsing to the side uncontrollably.

She lost a lot of blood, and it was affecting both her brain and her heart. The doctors were able to stitch up her vein and repair her neck, but stabilizing her heart and nervous system was challenging due to the insufficient blood supply. The hospital had run out of her blood type. The situation was looking like she would die, that’s if the nurse they had sent to get blood for her doesn’t come back with anything or takes too much time.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort?" Harvey shook his head before shaking Mindy's arm. "What took you so long? I've been waiting for you for ages. I felt like my heart was about to stop while waiting." "Don't be afraid. I'm here now." Mindy then glared at me and said to the doctor, "Hurry up and draw his blood." The nurse plunged the needle into my arm, making my heart skip a beat from the pain. As one after another blood bag was filled, I felt my body grow colder and colder. Even my lips turned pale.

He then pinned down Nelainan's arm as he drove the head of the syringe forcefully into Nelanian's skin. Once the thin metal was in, Nelanian could feel the could drug travel through his veins and its immediate effect overpowered him. He felt drowsy and could not maintain his clear eyesight as his vision became blurry once more. The crowd in front of him sighed with relief as he slipped back into unconsciousness. “Next time you contact me before doing this procedure. Any slight mistake and you could put the specimen in danger!” the short man screamed at the others.

He suddenly stopped upon hearing the wind chime of the main door, pretending nothing had happened while whispering, "What are you doing—why are you crying like an idiot—I was just cleaning you thoroughly—do you want it to stink like a skunk?" He threw a threatening look at me as he slowly poured water on my head. *********************************************** I was unconscious for a week in the hospital. Miraculously, I didn't suffer from any blood clots in the brain and only suffered a concussion after I woke up due to the trauma. One day, a male nurse was supposed to check my vitals. However, my heart started to become restless as he approached me. I tried to endure my discomfort since I

She could imagine how serious the child's illness was if they needed a transfusion at such a young age. It was all she could do. "Miss Xia, tell us if you feel any discomfort. Because it's an emergency, we'll draw more blood today, but we'll keep it within the normal range. However, you might feel tired in the next few days after having your blood drawn," the nurse said. "Okay, got it," replied Xia Xi. Blood flowed from her body, and she seemed to slowly drift into a trance. She seemed to have gone back to the time of that car accident. Nanting was protecting her with his body, and the warm blood dripped down Nanting's forehead onto her face and body.

My fingers tremble, but I don’t look away. “If you feel dizzy, let us know,” she says gently. “I won’t,” I reply. The needle slides in. I don’t flinch. If my blood can keep her alive, then take it. The nurse draws one pint. I barely register how long I’ve been sitting there. “I can give more,” I insist when the nurse removes the needle. Blake steps closer, his voice firm. “You’re about to pass out.” The nurse nods. “This is enough. Any more and it won’t be safe for you.”

"Dr. Roffe , how's the situation with the back of her head?" Dr. Roffe had just stopped the bleeding and, seeing the dean unable to stand, knew this patient must be important to her. "The bleeding has stopped. We'll remove the nail once we get back." Then he added, "Fortunately, the nail wasn't very long. It didn't hit any blood vessels or nerves. Otherwise, she would have been brain dead by now." Eva nodded in understanding, then reached out and touched Luana's hand. It had been ice-cold, but now it was warming up a bit.

I don't even realize I'm shaking until Brent sighs beside me. "You should sit down," he mutters. I shake my head. I can't. The doors swing open, and a nurse rushes out. "We need a sample of blood before the toxin spreads further." Celeste pushes forward. "Then take mine." The nurse walks with Celeste to the blood centre, but they come back minutes later, and the nurse shakes her head. "Not a match." Brent straightens. "I'll do it." The same thing. The nurse hesitates. "We need a perfect match." The words send a strange chill through me.

“You’ll lay down and I’ll insert this needle between your vertebrae to collect cerebral fluid. Done correctly, you shouldn’t feel pain. You might feel pressure, and could later develop a slight to moderate headache. That’s normal. I want to let you know that you’re a brave young lady for doing this. You could possibly be helping thousands of young women and men like yourself in the future. Any more questions?” I shook my head. “No…let’s get this over with.” *** I was drained by the time we reached the spinal tap portion of the tests. Dr. Hemsworth drew blood until I grew lightheaded. I wished I could say that was the most blood I’d ever seen, but the aftermath of the Breeder Selection Ceremo